I'm very good at procrastinating.
I'm also good at forgetting about things. Such as this blog. I could argue that life has taken me on an incredible journey, far away from this page. But sadly, life has been boring. School is plodding along at a good clip, but besides that life is dull. I did get a massage. Which was the single most glorious event of my life. The things I have done to my body are beginning to catch up to me so the massage was much needed. And the masseuse basically told me I need to take better care of myself or end up being bedridden for the rest of my life. As i figured, my back is a disaster, my knees are worse than a 90 year old arthritic woman, and my right shoulder will need intense physical therapy to mend muscular damage. Well, I'll just have to hire a sherpa to cart my things around.
So the moral of the story is, don't partake in any athletic activities, don't carry heavy bags (or any bag in general), and invest in bi-weekly massages.
Showing posts with label weird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weird. Show all posts
10.31.2009
8.15.2009
Dear god we live in a crazy place.
You know I always knew there were crazies living in the US. Somewhere down south of course. But in the past few weeks they have been popping out all over! Theres that one woman who seems to insist that Obama is not eligible to be president due to the fact that he was not born in the US. Who gives a crap? Obviously he's had to prove this to the appropriate people otherwise he would not have been eligible to run. This woman, Orly Taitz, has done her share of touring the major news shows to attempt to convince others of her nutso scheme.
I can't even begin to describe the wackos that seem to be convinced that health care reform will bring about the end of the US. One woman who was plucked from the audience of a town hall meeting suggests that the "goodwill" of the people will ensure the health of the country. Umm... I don't know about her but that idea doesn't seem to be working. Oh wait, what if everyone just automatically donated money from their pay so they wouldn't have to remember to donate towards the health care of everyone. That sounds like goodwill.
You know I always knew there were crazies living in the US. Somewhere down south of course. But in the past few weeks they have been popping out all over! Theres that one woman who seems to insist that Obama is not eligible to be president due to the fact that he was not born in the US. Who gives a crap? Obviously he's had to prove this to the appropriate people otherwise he would not have been eligible to run. This woman, Orly Taitz, has done her share of touring the major news shows to attempt to convince others of her nutso scheme.
I can't even begin to describe the wackos that seem to be convinced that health care reform will bring about the end of the US. One woman who was plucked from the audience of a town hall meeting suggests that the "goodwill" of the people will ensure the health of the country. Umm... I don't know about her but that idea doesn't seem to be working. Oh wait, what if everyone just automatically donated money from their pay so they wouldn't have to remember to donate towards the health care of everyone. That sounds like goodwill.
7.23.2009
I have never been to Boston.
Next Monday marks my first trip to this old U.S. city. I am way beyond excited. As a history major I guess it needs no explanation. I'm going to do the 2.5 mile freedom trail and get in all my touristy sites. In between there'll be some college visits for my sister, Tufts, BU, BC, and Northeastern. Hopefully I can skip out on them. None of them have any of the graduate school programs I'm looking for, so it's of no use to me.
As for the other part of me, my stomach is BEYOND excited for the food that awaits in Boston. I love to eat in restaurants so the opportunity to eat at least 3 meals a day out is super exciting. I'm compiling a list of restaurants that are must visits. Upstairs on the Square, Pomplona (sp?), and various bakeries. I definitely need to make a visit to North End to get some Italin and to Chinatown for some Chinese/Asian food. I have been massively craving pho so hopefully there will be some good Vietnamese places.
Next Monday marks my first trip to this old U.S. city. I am way beyond excited. As a history major I guess it needs no explanation. I'm going to do the 2.5 mile freedom trail and get in all my touristy sites. In between there'll be some college visits for my sister, Tufts, BU, BC, and Northeastern. Hopefully I can skip out on them. None of them have any of the graduate school programs I'm looking for, so it's of no use to me.
As for the other part of me, my stomach is BEYOND excited for the food that awaits in Boston. I love to eat in restaurants so the opportunity to eat at least 3 meals a day out is super exciting. I'm compiling a list of restaurants that are must visits. Upstairs on the Square, Pomplona (sp?), and various bakeries. I definitely need to make a visit to North End to get some Italin and to Chinatown for some Chinese/Asian food. I have been massively craving pho so hopefully there will be some good Vietnamese places.
7.01.2009
I think I am about to do something highly illegal.
Yes, I am going to talk about Bryn Mawr. The camp, not the all women's psycho college. I think somewhere in my contract it stipulated that I was not to talk about Camp Bryn Mawr outside of Bryn Mawr and it should only be said under my breath and during a full moon or some nonsense like that. Anyway, if any Bryn Mawr camp directors should happen upon this blog, everything you are about to read is a lie. For everyone else, this is pure fact.
Did you ever wonder where the inspiration for Stepford Wives came from? Camp Bryn Mawr. I felt like I was in Pleasantville. I have never seen so many cheerful, smiley people in one place. Now, I am not a miserable person, I enjoy smiling every now and then, but this was crazy. It felt like something out of a horror movie. One week was enough, way more than enough. So if anyone ever has any desire to work at this seemingly idyllic camp in Pennsylvania, TURN AWAY!! Save yourselves! Unless of course you are into being psychotic together while singing songs, holding hands, and running in fields of daisies.
Yes, I am going to talk about Bryn Mawr. The camp, not the all women's psycho college. I think somewhere in my contract it stipulated that I was not to talk about Camp Bryn Mawr outside of Bryn Mawr and it should only be said under my breath and during a full moon or some nonsense like that. Anyway, if any Bryn Mawr camp directors should happen upon this blog, everything you are about to read is a lie. For everyone else, this is pure fact.
Did you ever wonder where the inspiration for Stepford Wives came from? Camp Bryn Mawr. I felt like I was in Pleasantville. I have never seen so many cheerful, smiley people in one place. Now, I am not a miserable person, I enjoy smiling every now and then, but this was crazy. It felt like something out of a horror movie. One week was enough, way more than enough. So if anyone ever has any desire to work at this seemingly idyllic camp in Pennsylvania, TURN AWAY!! Save yourselves! Unless of course you are into being psychotic together while singing songs, holding hands, and running in fields of daisies.